Sinful Vows

“ Yeah… baby “ said Ethan as he held me so tight while my leg was still wrapped tightly on his as our kissing turned intense without minding another person might have just jumped into the restroom and caught us up. His grip was fierce, his hands digging into the tender skin of my thighs. The pressure was a mix of thrilling and terrifying, a constant reminder that he was stronger, bigger, and in a way, in control. My body, however, was a weapon I had spent years sharpening. My legs, still tightly wrapped around him, were a trap. A beautiful, deadly trap that was slowly closing in. The sound of our desperate breaths was the only thing I could hear, a frantic, primal rhythm that drowned out the distant music of the gala. Every inch of my skin felt hot, alive, and on the brink of something dangerous.My breath was ragged as I never knew if the pleasure that I was feeling was real or it was just part of my plan. My mind was a battlefield. A cold, hard voice told me to stay focused, to rem

“I would love to Ethan,” I said calmly, the words coming out as a perfect lie. I slid down from the porcelain basin, my body moving with a practiced ease that hid the tremor in my legs. The cold air on my bare skin was a shock, a reminder of what we had just done. I smoothed my red gown down, tugging the slit back into place. My breathing was still a little fast, but I took a deep, shaky breath, and by the time I looked at him, my face was a blank mask. No one would ever know.Ethan pulled up his trousers, his movements just as calm as mine. He buckled his belt with a confident click. He didn’t seem to have a care in the world. He was the golden boy, the CEO of an empire built on my family’s ruin. He had no reason to be nervous. I, however, had every reason.I took a heavy breath and said “ alright” as I moved. My hips swayed with every step I took towards the restroom door. I knew he was watching. I didn’t even need to look back. His gaze was a physical thing, thick and warm on my

"Oh Ethan, how long have you been standing?" I asked as I adjusted my hair with a wide smile, trying to hide the sudden tension crawling up my spine. Why didn't I feel footsteps coming? I could feel a thin line of sweat tickle the back of my neck even though the cool night breeze danced softly across my skin.Ethan stood there tall, looking effortlessly elegant in his black tuxedo that hugged his body like it had been sewn directly onto him. His deep brown eyes stared at me, calm but curious, and unreadable.He didn’t flinch. He didn’t smile. He just stood with his hands deep in his pockets just like how I saw his father did when he killed my parents fourteen years ago, like he had caught me doing something I shouldn’t."I just came in, my love. I was looking for you at the hall," Ethan replied, finally pointing to the hall we had just left. His voice was low and calm, almost soft. The kind of softness that unsettles you when you know the person can flip like a switch.I glanced towar

I swallowed hard, immediately I heard that from Ethan. Hasn't he had enough from me? Must he stick around like glue? I thought he would just let me off so easily like that, why would he escort me to the apartment? I wasn’t ready.I didn’t even know what the inside of the apartment looked like. Everything about Solara Height was staged by Marcus Gerry. Yes, I would start living there but that would be in two days, not today. He said I wouldn’t need to actually go inside starting from today, immediately I drew Ethan's attention. That he might send a spy to know where I lived, even if he wants to know the place I live that Ethan would just drop me off. That was the plan. So why was this happening now?I'm trained already for this, but that wasn't how I planned it would kick off! This way out of it.My heart started beating so fast, like it was trying to warn me of danger. I looked at Ethan with a soft smile, trying to stay calm even though I was freaking out inside."Come on Ethan, I can

"What? Ethan, you would not escort me into the room, would you?" I asked, with my voice sounding smaller than I wanted it to. My eyes grew wide, almost like a teenager who was about to be left alone with a boy for the first time, not like he hasn't seen enough of me but I'm scared now. My heart was racing, but not because I wanted him inside. It was fear. Fear that I would be exposed. Fear that all my years of planning would crash in just a second. Fear that he would discover the truth.Ethan tilted his head slightly and looked at me like I had just spoken in a strange language. Then, that annoying smirk of his tugged at the side of his lips. His hands were still in his pocket as if he was trying so hard to look cool and relaxed."Come on, Norah," he said, slowly dragging out my name as if it had some special meaning to him. "A few minutes ago, we were all over each other. Now you want to act so shy? So it wouldn't be wrong if I just come in to spend some time with you there."I blink